I rarely become so emotional as i have watching The Power of The Doctor.
Yes, yes ok, so the camera work was atrocious and the direction was bad, every scene framing was terrible, and the plot was nonsensical.
And i have to say, i was veeery disappointed that Chibnall would sink as low as to truly scrape the barrel of nostalgia, but as the story went on, as The Doctor is truly without a chance, finally BAM!, the golden glow, that magical, incredible moment where a sparkling aura starts enveloping the protagonist, i could not hold back the tears. I cried. I cried like a baby, tears of joy, to know that after all the pain, after all the sadness, FINALLY Jodie Whittaker has *f* off to being cast again as "grieving mother" and will no longer be disgracing herself on the screen. Because it would take a miracle for Whittaker to land another role after this garbage.
Sacha Dhawal was pretty damn good though, as the "absolutely insane" The Master. Costumes and CGI were also pretty good.
Yes, yes ok, so the camera work was atrocious and the direction was bad, every scene framing was terrible, and the plot was nonsensical.
And i have to say, i was veeery disappointed that Chibnall would sink as low as to truly scrape the barrel of nostalgia, but as the story went on, as The Doctor is truly without a chance, finally BAM!, the golden glow, that magical, incredible moment where a sparkling aura starts enveloping the protagonist, i could not hold back the tears. I cried. I cried like a baby, tears of joy, to know that after all the pain, after all the sadness, FINALLY Jodie Whittaker has *f* off to being cast again as "grieving mother" and will no longer be disgracing herself on the screen. Because it would take a miracle for Whittaker to land another role after this garbage.
Sacha Dhawal was pretty damn good though, as the "absolutely insane" The Master. Costumes and CGI were also pretty good.